O/T

An eternal mystery:

Why aren’t you people driving a truck over to me full of money and geeky women of flexible morals and maybe a penguin and also a quagga and a thylacine?

ALTERNATELY:

Mitch: You know, um, something strange happened to me this morning…

Chris Knight: Was it a dream where you see yourself standing in sort of sun-god robes on a pyramid with a thousand naked women screaming and throwing little pickles at you?

Mitch: No…

Chris Knight: Why am I the only one who has that dream?

I hate Sundays. /